Limitless The Strongest Revenant

For the next five hours, Juno and her armies went around eating up the malice off of Soul Crystals. Unfortunately, with the exception of the first cocoon with Pixie the rest of our excursions were filled with nothing but still births.

Juno and her sisters were able to create more than 5,000 Lizardkin. According to Exa, the Lizarkin Dragons were like hens. That meant they had the capability to lay eggs every day. However, it was only when they gained the seed of a rooster would it be possible for the eggs to actually become a chicken.

Without Roach's junk, Juno and her sisters merely were laying unfertilized eggs. That was to say when the Lizardkin Dragons spread around the malice they ate, their "pets" that served as vessels would simply multiply asexually like Starfish.

And supposedly it was not possible for the Rank D Lizardkin's to ever grow into a Champion ranked Lizardkin Dragon. Thus, it made sense how they treated them like expendables. They were really of a different origin.

Juno in particular was so ecstatic at the single cocoon that was formed. She traded places with the Lizardkin Dragons that were with Pixie. And while each of my avatars all fought with the other groups, my focus was on the avatar with Pixie.

"My lord, are you certain you do not wish to have tea or something? How about a massage?"

"Pixie, for the last time, I am fine. The Sirens would put a hole in any girl who gave me a massage. That includes you. Speaking of which, come here."

"Ah. Hehe you are right, they would. But aren't I your servant? Shouldn't I be doing more? I mean I did less work now that I did when I was a slave."

"That's how the world works Pixie. You don't actually get paid more for working hard. You do if the work you can do is valuable to someone else. Anyone can wash dishes and cook, less people can fight like you. They would need training, time and skill."

"Hmm…I understand," She replied as she got up and sat closer to me.

I pulled out some food from my inventory. The young reaper and I were laying our backs on Juno's massive leg. Given how important this new Awakened was, Juno wanted to personally defend it. Together with the egg's mother we were waiting for it to hatch.

"Huh? My lord, is that chicken?"

"Yep. Its KFC. Here. Have a piece."

"Thank you. Wow! This is so yummy! Crunch-munch"

Probably poor most of her life, Pixie went starry eyed from the food I gave her. With gusto she proceeded to feast on the chicken drumstick. The satisfying sound of the crunchy bits being devoured was music to my ears.

Sadly, she slowed down significantly the closer she came to finishing her food. It was a common behavior of those who seldom had leftovers. If one grew in a house with abundant food, there would be no need to savor every morsel. In contrast those that regularly had just enough, had to make do.

My heart grew sad seeing the young girl behave in such a manner. Her life even back on earth must have been hard. While I could not do something about her past. I could do something about her present.

Intending to ensure she would never have to worry about food ever again, I placed the entire bucket in front of her. I also got her some Mountain Dew to wash it down. I on the other hand took out some tall cans of Miller high Life, my new go to beer. Your journey continues at My Virtual Library Empire

"Do not concern yourself with anything but your hunger, Pixie. Eat as much as you want. So long as I am alive, you never have to worry about what to eat."

Regaining her energy, Pixie quickly finished the leg and grabbed two more chicken legs. With one in each hand, she began eating both voraciously. Grease and bits of chicken decorated her cheeks, yet she kept eating.

"Here, don't forget the gravy. They taste better with it."

Nodding at my words, the young reaper dunked the chicken into the plastic container. She chewed in ecstasy while making funny sounds.

"Mmmnom! THANK YOU! MY LORD! YOU ARE THE BEST! Crunch-munch!"

I grew satisfied seeing Pixie eat heartily. She was dutiful while we waited. It must have been boring staring at this thing for five hours. I was impressed she didn't throw a tantrum out of boredom.

The reason I gave the deadline of five hours was also for this egg. When I asked Juno, she and Exa worked out that it would hatch within that time frame. Juno was no longer expandable for me. Much like Pixie, I didn't want to push forward if it meant leaving her here.

According to the Awakened, Lizardkin Dragon eggs took months to incubate. However, they could be expedited provided you had enough malice. Right now, Juno was trying to speed up the egg's development by drawing what she needed from the very air.

I relayed to the other groups that I will wait for the Awakened egg to hatch first before proceeding. While Jas and Lilly voiced their disagreement, they ultimately respected my will.

Their arguments for the most part made a lot of sense.

"Husband, no matter how stupid the vampires are. They should have a system in place to keep their commanders aware of the situation. The longer we dally the less damage we can bring as we would give them more time to prepare for a counterattack."

"Dearest, our fight with Gaspar was well over four days ago. Granted he treated us like ants, our element of surprise may still be intact. Juno should be fine splitting up their forces. She owes us, let's have her accompany us while her sister guard the egg."

In contrast Liv had a different point of view.

"Beloved, Juno and her sisters were willing to die all for their unborn children. It is not right to force them to separate. Besides you felt that the vampire's monstrous force was meant to overwhelm Earth, right? Rather than fight them in the sun, we should cull their numbers as much as we can."

Taking both opinions into account, I decided for a single group to guard the egg while the rest of us worked. Pixie shared that her {Fate} told her to remain. Which was a huge fucking deal as it was named {Compass}.

[I have no objection. It pleases me greatly that you shall remain with me child. Thank you.]

Juno who knew Pixie had to bring back the dead, welcomed her with open arms. Which was how the situation became what it was right now. Pixie and I probably looked like a normal father and daughter camping in the wilderness.

That was if you took out the fact that we were surrounded by hundreds of Rank D and a couple of 50-ft awakened. Or the fact that we were in literally hell. Still much like all of us, Pixie was already a far cry from her original self when I picked her up.

Everything from her clothes to how she carried herself was vastly different. She was no longer a helpless little lamb.

"My lord! Are you sure I can really eat this all? I will REALLY do it!"

Pixie tried to get confirmation with shining eyes. Gravy was covering her face. Oil and sauce soiled her uniform giving the impression of a vagrant without manners. Yet, the child never looked happier.

"Enjoy," I answered with a nod.

"Thank you!"

There was 21 pieces of chicken in that bucket. And while I never really needed to worry about running out, I personally remember getting sick from overeating. Hopefully the young child in front of me knew to pace herself.

Still, as she had rewind, I probably was worrying for nothing. Even if she had indigestion, Pixie could rewind herself back. While the chicken in her stomach would not disappear, her indigestion should.

'Although as she still has the chicken in her body, wouldn't she just suffer from indigestion again?'